Friday, July 16, 2010

Funfetti vs. Chocolate

Bonjour! Good Day! Salaam! :)

Here are a few poems I've drawn out of my poetry journal (which I've kept since the 8th grade...My mom graciously bought it for me with its quirky yet interesting cover and spiral binding, and since then I've

written on-and-off into its pages) to share with you all--Hope you like them! (and by the way, most of the poems don't have titles...I guess you can come up with them on your own as you read ;) )

Date: 24 June 2010 at 6:00~ish pm

Shh.

If you look

Closely, so closely

That the fibers

Of the glass-like green leaves

Shatter, and

That the birds almost

Hold their breath to

Keep from sharing

Their song

With the unknown, then

You will see--All is still.

The sunlight barely moves,

But the trees are still

Chanting in harmonious pride.

Of what they had

Become today.

On this summer day.

Date: 20 June 2010 at 1:24 pm

Chirps, flights

and sways

of the birds

Captivate me. I wonder,

Is this all a Dream? Am I

Just wondering

If it exists?

Does the cool touch

of my bare

Feet on the wooden balcony

Really send through

My veins, and up

To my conscience?

The conscience

Is ever-moving,

I may never stop.

To look around.

To see if I'm

Awake.

Maybe this is a good thing,

Just maybe...

Date: 19 June 2010 at 10:36 am (I don't know why I write the specific time

when I've written these poems..)

I just felt a leaf

Brush past my finger.

The rain is pouring,

Giving the most of

Its whole to me.

"I don't know what I'm doing,

It's hard to explain."

But I am feeling comfort,

Here like

Nowhere else.

Home does not run away,

It does not turn its back.

It pulls me instead, and I

cannot leave.

My love is way beyond

Horizons, my words cannot

Express this.

I hope you'll know

How I feel, it

Is beyond imagination.

(Note: There are those quotations in the early part of this poem because I was quoting a song I was listening to on the radio while writing it...I can't remember what song it was, but I just remember thinking how perfec

tly those words fit into the rest of the poem!)

Date: 19 June 2010 at 10:50am

Those random nights

Are what get me

Out of bed.

Spontaneity is my drive.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Baking competition, Funfetti against

the fearless chocolate. My Sister's Keeper,

because we all are worth being sheltered and

loved, and "kept." The pictures that frame our

friendships.

Black/white, sepia, or comic, we all are together.

Weak at the knees, because the freeway was my first.

The steering wheel almost shook just as much.

My memories flutter and burst in love and happiness, the colors of

Funfetti and Chocolate rushing past and before my eyes! I want to do it

again. Altogether, and then with the better. Love, To S, M and P, I hope you agree.

(Note: I'm not sure I'd call this one a poem, but it was just a paragraph I wrote without stopping, the morning after a great night I spent with my closest friends! :D We had a cake competition where two of us made Funfetti cake and the rest of us made chocolate cake; we wanted to see which tasted better...And apparently the parents enjoyed the chocolate one more, but I still think my group's Funfetti was spectacular :) We also watched the movie My Sister's Keeper and took pictures together on my friend's laptop, hence my mentioning of "Black/white, sepia, or comic" (as in comic book style).) (...And "S, M, and P" are initials of my friend's names.)

I'd like to end this post by stating that the last poem here is my favorite, just because it make me think about one of the most fun times I've ever had in my life. :D